My dad slapped me on his birthday. “what kind of w…

I said. I wore a dead girl’s clothes. They wanted me to become her, but I couldn’t because I wasn’t her. I was me. Megan Rose Caldwell, and they stole that from me. Forty minutes, chronological, specific. The jury listened. Some cried.

Did you ever try to leave? DA Greer asked. Every day in my head, but I had no ID, no money, nowhere to go. I didn’t continue reading …